Sorry this chapter took so long! This one's kinda short. Hope you enjoy it anyways!
Malik stepped foot onto the deck of his ship and breathed in the salty sea air. It was early in the morning, and the sun was just beginning to shine its first warm rays down onto the earth. It had been about two weeks since Malik had set sail on the search for his sister. He sighed. The storm that had just occurred the night before left him feeling stressed and anxious. With him and his expert crew, they had made it through the storm no problem. But something about it left him feeling worried.
“Oy, Malik, we’ve spotted land. Coast of Ban Rona’s bout six er seven hours from ‘ere.” Said a tall, rather lanky looking pirate.
Malik simply nodded once in response, and the pirate strode away. They were almost there. Malik had reason to believe that Hali may be somewhere in the Green Hollows. He had no way to be sure, but he was quite confident with his theory.
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The crash of thunder pierced through sound of the downpour. Torrents of rain pounded the little boat so hard that Casimir though it would soon splinter into millions of pieces. The shouts and screams of his friends were barely audible above the roaring storm. Suddenly, the boat was struck by a vast wave, and he was thrown into the frigid water. His head barely reached the surface before he was plunged underwater again by another wave. He fought with all his strength to keep his head above water. He clung to a piece of the boat which had floated to him. Then, a large plank of wood struck the backside of his head, and everything that happened after that, he did not remember.
Casimir slowly opened his eyes. Above him, he saw a blanket of green leaves with small patches of light leaking through. Casimir wasn’t sure if he was dreaming or if he was dead.
“What happened? Where am I? How did I get here?” Casimir’s mind raced. He felt the back of his head, expecting to find a wound, but to his surprise, it was wrapped neatly in a white bandage. He carefully sat up.
“Hello? Is anyone here?” He called.
There was no answer. Only the peaceful sound of rustling leaves and fazzle doves chirping merrily. He looked around. He appeared to be alone, in a dense part of a forest. But how did he get all the way from the ocean to a forest? And where were the others? He had to find them. He tried to stand, but pain shot through his left leg and he fell. He then noticed that his left leg was also wrapped in a bandage. Confused and in much pain, Casimir lay there, unable to move.
Though he didn’t know it, he wasn’t alone. Two bright, curious eyes peered at him from the branches of a nearby tree.
It's good to read this again. Is everyone okay?